Chapter 4: Requirements for Joining the Silver Wing Treasure Stealing Group

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

The leader of the thieves frowned and sat on the cart with a golden sword.

The idiot boy was dragged out and thrown into the open space in front of the small temple. He was breathing hard, with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth. There was a stab wound penetrating his abdomen. He looked like he was taking in more air than coming out, and he looked like he was about to die.

The Hammer Bandit smiled naively, the Dagger Bandit looked like he was having fun, and the Long Knife Bandit held the knife and looked at Scarface with disdain.

A loser who only relies on sneak attacks to cause trouble for fools with a knife is really not worthy of his attention.

"Boss! I noticed this fool sneaking around the car this morning, and he's also a cook. I'm worried that this fool was tricked into secretly adding something to the meal, which would be bad! "

Scarface smiled ingratiatingly, pointed at the stupid boy, and glanced at Chen Tianfeng quietly with a sinister look: "I was planning to search this fool's body again, but I didn't expect that the fool had a guilty conscience and dared to resist!"

Scarface's tone was half angry and half happy, "I felt something was wrong at the time! After subduing him, I found a strange-looking herb from him! You can tell that it is not a good thing at a glance! This fool wants to harm him. Us! Boss!”

"Herbs..."

The leader of the thieves looked at the well-preserved herbs in the small wooden box in his hand, his eyes turned on the stupid boy and Scarface, and finally looked at the Dagger Bandit, as if asking.

The Dagger Bandit smiled and made several mouth movements with his lips moving.

The leader of the thieves understands that since a fool is a fool, he will naturally not think of the idea of ​​poisoning someone. But someone who is not stupid or smart but thinks he is smart will come up with something to frame someone.

If he remembered correctly, he should have snatched this thing from the fool. Scar first took the herbs and then threw them in front of the fool. While the fool was picking up the medicine and hiding it, he cruelly killed the fool... He closed the box with a "snap" and threw it into the cart. He felt that Scarface was really an embarrassment to the Silver Wings Treasure Thieves.

Forget it, Silver Wings is short of people now, and this kind of waste can be regarded as manpower... The leader of the thieves was too lazy to sort out this bullshit, and waved his hand: "Now that we have found out and the fool has dealt with it, let's leave it like this."

"We haven't found out yet! Boss!"

Hearing this, Scarface suddenly became anxious and said quickly: "Boss, think about it, how could a fool think of poisoning! Someone must have instigated this!"

"If you fart, let it go! I don't have time to whine with you!"

The thief leader's eyes were cold, and he looked at Scarface, who seemed to think he was a fool.

"this···"

The scar-faced man was startled by the thief leader's gaze. He retreated timidly to the foolish young man and kicked him viciously: "Tell me! Who ordered you!"

The idiot boy groaned, but did not look at Scarface. Instead, he stared at the cart with his eyes distracted: "...My...medicine...Mother-in-law..."

"What a piece of shit, mother-in-law! I'm asking who ordered you!" Scarface became more and more angry and kicked him hard twice, still feeling uneasy.

Chen Tianfeng's eyes were half-closed, as if he couldn't hear or see the miserable situation of the idiot boy. After a few seconds, he laughed in a low voice and gradually enlarged his voice: "Hahaha! Brother, let me see, I am afraid this brother wants to say, yes I ordered the fool to poison him."

"oh?"

The thief leader raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his fierce face: "What do you think, brother?"

"Since ancient times, it has been common for old people to bully newcomers. This brother and I are strangers, so he should treat me this way."

Chen Tianfeng seemed helpless, spreading his hands and looking at Scarface, who had stopped beating the stupid boy: "It's just that my brother is a little too anxious, and his methods are... tsk, too superficial. But who made me not join the gang yet? What? Why don't you ask me to search my body to see if there is any poison?"

Scarface was stunned for a moment, then became excited, rubbing his hands, quite moved.

"That's enough! They are all our brothers!"

The thief's face turned slightly dark, and he glared at the ridiculously stupid scarred face: "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Scarface trembled all over, smiled in a flattering manner, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"I do have an idea."

The bandit with the long knife held the knife in his hand. When he looked at the scarred face, he did not hide his contempt and ridicule at all. When he looked at Chen Tianfeng, he was a little gentler: "Since there are two of you, one thinks that the other party wants to poison and kill his brother, and the other thinks that the other party wants to poison his brother. If the other party slanders you, then deal with it according to the rules of Silver Wing."

Silver Wing's rules, what are they... Chen Tianfeng frowned slightly.

Scarface was a little flustered for some reason. He looked at the Changdao bandit with his triangular eyes, wanting to refute, but he didn't dare. He timidly looked away, and finally came up with a reason: "But, but this kid is not from our Silver Wings yet. !”

"Then we'll resolve the conflict with joining the gang!" Changdao Bandit said impatiently, looking at Scarface with half-squinted eyes: "Or do you want to follow the rules and handle the conflict with me first?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, there is no contradiction, there is no contradiction..." Scarface bowed his head and smiled coquettishly.

The leader of the thieves didn't even look at Scarface. He looked at the Changdao Bandit in surprise: "Do you think he is optimistic?"

"At least not stupid."

The Changdao Mountain Bandit nodded, looked at Chen Tianfeng who was confused, and explained: "The rules of Silver Wings are that if there is a conflict between two members, they will have a fight, and whoever wins is right. And the conditions for joining the gang are also Very simple, just two."

"First, challenge any official member of Silver Wing at will, and you will pass if you win. As for the second one..."

The long knife bandit paused, glanced at the stupid boy without leaving a trace, "I'll tell you after you win."

"I understand." Chen Tianfeng pursed his lips, and then said with some doubt: "Then this brother who didn't know each other until he fought..."

He looked at Scarface, although he didn't finish his words, but the bandits present understood what he meant.

"He? He picked the weakest one, caught the knife with his face, and scared the brother, so he 'won' once." The dagger bandit sneered and whistled: "Guess where he got the scar on his face? Hehe, anyway, it's not because of bravery and fighting."

Scarface's face flushed, and his triangular eyes were full of anger and resentment, but he didn't dare to refute it out loud.

"So that's how it is. That makes sense."

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the long knife on Scarface's waist, turned his head and looked at the bandit leader: "Brother, can you lend me a handy weapon? Or let me find a suitable branch."

The bandit leader thought for a while and took out a dagger with a blade about the length of a palm: "Use this."

The bandits made way.

Chen Tianfeng held the dagger in his right hand, adjusted his breathing, and tried to calm his pounding heart. His hands and feet suddenly became sore, weak, and out of control, but soon recovered, trembling slightly, half nervous and half strangely excited.

As a fairly normal modern man, the bloodiest thing he did with a knife was to kill chickens, ducks, fish, rabbits, and geese. He had never even killed a dog. He was not allowed to hold the knife during the New Year's pig slaughter, and he was not even allowed to do the pig blood work, so he had to watch from the side.

But now he has to fight with people with a knife.

But there is no way, he wants to live, he has no choice!

Chen Tianfeng took a deep breath, and his expression became more serious because of nervousness. At the same time, the blood in his bones gradually awakened, and his eyes became more fierce.

Chen Tianfeng looked up at Scarface, but found that he was even more nervous than himself. The knuckles holding the knife turned white, and he even felt a little unsteady.

Hehe... Chen Tianfeng grinned, it's good to be nervous. Seeing you nervous, I'm not nervous anymore.

"Hey!"

Chen Tianfeng shouted and rushed forward!

"Ah!"

Scarface was startled and panicked. He instinctively swung the knife at Chen Tianfeng without any rules, just like a child waving a long knife randomly.

Chen Tianfeng's eyes flickered, and his left hand stretched out, paying the price of injuring his forearm, and grabbed Scarface's right hand holding the knife, and then followed with his right hand. When Scarface was panicking, he stabbed into his right forearm with a knife, and the bloody tip of the knife emerged from the other side of the forearm!

"Ah!!"

The scarred man screamed, and the long sword that he had not held firmly fell out of his hand.

Chen Tianfeng let go of the scarred man with his left hand, let go of the dagger with his right hand, caught the long sword, held it with both hands, and slashed at the scarred man from bottom to top!

"Ah!!!"

The scarred man staggered back, and his left arm and left shoulder were bleeding, looking extremely miserable.

Chen Tianfeng took advantage of the situation and turned the long sword over, and was about to slash the scarred man from top to bottom and from right to left.

"Ding!"

The thief leader, who had come close at some point, raised his big sword and blocked Chen Tianfeng's almost full-strength sword with the back of the sword. He grinned and said, "Brother, you are really strong!"

Chen Tianfeng endured the pain caused by the knife wound and recoil on his left forearm, and noticed that the long sword in his hand had a gap, while the thief leader's big sword was safe and sound. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then returned to normal in the next moment, and took the initiative to put away the knife: "Brother, what are you doing..."

"Hey, it's not that I saw that my brother won, so I thought that we are all brothers, and I want you to spare his life."

The thief leader also put away the knife and patted Chen Tianfeng on the shoulder: "But I was right about you, brother and Silver Wing are really destined!"

"I think so too."

Chen Tianfeng smiled and agreed, his left little finger twitched, feeling sorry for the torn coat sleeves and the knife wound on his arm.

The thief leader turned and walked towards Scarface, first kicked him down, then stepped on his right wrist, ignoring his miserable howls, pulled out the dagger, and rubbed it on Scarface's clothes to wipe off the blood.

"Useless thing."

The thief leader let go of his foot, took out a bottle of powdered medicine and threw it to Scarface: "Go and deal with it yourself, don't get in my way!"

Scarface didn't dare to be angry or say anything, picked up the bottle, endured the pain, and ran to the side in disgrace.

Chen Tianfeng weighed the long knife and was about to "sensibly" return it to Scarface, but was stopped by the thief leader.

"It just so happens that I was thinking that it would be a waste to give this knife to that loser. If you don't mind, take it first. Don't say that big brother is stingy. Brother, you also know that our Silver Wing is in a difficult period. When we get up in the future, I will definitely change my brother to a good knife!"

The thief leader changed his face and handed the dagger in his hand to Chen Tianfeng: "But now, what's more important is that you go through the process of joining the Silver Wing Treasure Stealing Group."

"Process?"

Chen Tianfeng moved his left hand, but did not lift it up. Instead, he inserted the long knife into the ground and took the dagger with his right hand: "The second condition, right? Big brother, just say it!"

"Very good!" The thief leader laughed twice, pointed at the dying fool boy on the ground with his chin, and said lightly: "Then brother will send him off for the last time."

"The second condition to join the Silver Wing Treasure Stealing Group is to let other members have evidence of their crimes."